“But I am supposed to be handling the logistics, not strutting my stuff out there. You must be out of your mind”.
She sensed my nervousness. “Hi, I am Diana”, she said as she offered her hand in a warm greeting.
“And I am in big trouble”, I blurted out. If she was taken aback, she did not show it. Where had I seen that face before? “I am sorry”, I continued. “I have just been asked to fill in as a last minute entry for the fashion show and I am a bunch of nerves as you can see.” Why was I telling a perfect stranger all this? Was she a stranger? Damn, memory can be so selective at times.
She smiled. “I understand, but you seem capable. What is the problem, if I may ask?”
She had broken the dam. Too late to turn back now. My worries flooded the conversation. “Well, I have the costume in place but I just can’t figure what to do with this”, I said, pointing to my hair clumped by an unflattering rubber band. “And my grey cells seem to have taken a break. I can’t work this thing out but I can’t let the community down either.” I sounded pathetic even to myself.
“I know just what to do. TRESemmé“, she said with a lit up face.
“I would trust you honey, but I have no time for experimentation.”
She laughed. “Trust me, yes, but TRESemmé Hair care range is what I was talking about. I totally depend on it and it has never failed me ever. Come on, let’s get you ramp ready.”
Well, I was as it is stuck in no man’s land, so might as well go with the flow. As we neared this huge vanity van it hit me. She was DIANA PENTY. Oh my dear Lord! I seriously need to start taking them darn memory pills. But that girl was so sweet and down to earth. How was I to know I was talking to a fine actor who was creating ripples in tinsel town? You hear such horror stories about them in the tabloids. But wait, what was she doing HERE? Well, first things first. Let’s get my hair sorted! I had a show to put on for crying out loud.
I had a quick shower in her van with the TRESemmé Climate Control range of products that she handed me. I could get used to this luxury, if it wasn’t for the time constraints, sigh. The shampoo worked up a great lather and the conditioner helped untangle my unkempt hair. The hair felt nice and soft. The bounce was unmistakable. My curls were even more defined and the frizz was non existent. When I had towel dried my hair, she showed me a three step hairdo called the ‘side sweep style’. With an ample quantity of mousse, I had the curls in place. A deep side parting, twist of the hair to the right side four times in a row and pins. Voila, I was ramp ready!
And after that I have no recollection of the evening that seemed to be a part of some fairy tale. Needless to say, I rocked the party! The Community May Ball Fund Raiser was a great hit. And, our chief guest Diana Penty turned out to be the school mate of one of the organizer’s nieces. She wasn’t sure if she could make it, hence her name had not been featured in the Event Flow. I think she really was my angel in disguise. Anyway, all pieces of the puzzle fit in perfectly. Tresemme!
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